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- EARLY IN THE SERIES. - Carmen is gone.
So the rumors are true, you carry whores by plane.
And LOST one? Seriously?
I didn’t lose anyone, she herself was lost.
- Well, who else is there? “This is Leo, General.”
Tests postponed to tomorrow.
DO YOU PRESENT what they are doing there?
Me not!
Rumor has it that the Minister of Defense has a serious appetite for ladies.
Perhaps some insurance does not hurt.
You better hide for a while.
But here we send people to die.
Do you know alice Last week, she said she was raped.
“I think she’s from a place where big clouds make.” “So take her wherever she wants.”
THIS IS A FICTIONAL HISTORY.
BUT IN THIS WORLD AND REALLY ACTUALLY HAPPENED MUCH BAD.
Hillie, friend, this is stupid!
Carmen can be anywhere.
- If you take people... - Only you and I are here!
You can’t take people, understand?
I KNOW that it is impossible. I said if!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Lord...
Your mother...
Damn it...
- Dead? - No.
Are you ALIVE, friend?
Off.
Hey, Murph.
There is a girl.
Lord, let it be Carmen.
Heck.
Hillie.
Do you think this is IT?
- Who? - The rapist.
Jeep.
Beautiful girl.
Leo said it was like that with Alice, wasn't it?
Who is she?
BUFFALO OPERATION
After the explosion
THIS work has begun.
Scientists and soldiers maraling
studying equipment and infrastructure,
to understand how the explosion affected them.
Our guys rummage through the desert in the heat
to collect important data
which will help the government and the army
understand how to survive an atomic war.
Lunch is set in the dining room, sir!
Good. Yes.
Thank.
Hello.
Hello? Verification
Can I hear
Phew. Damn radio.
God...
Yes.
Now I seem to HEAR, Williams.
“The heat seems to be under sixty.” - What?
It seems like heat under sixty!
By ten in the morning it will be at forty.
Not for long.
We did not expect this.
What?
Shut up, Maier, we TALK.
What?
By ten rises to forty.
- And now? - What?
Somewhere thirty-five.
Forgive me, Mr. Moore,
but for what purpose did you stay?
His Excellency decided that it makes sense to me
stay here...
to...
look around properly.
"Look around"?
Clear.
Bloody Mary, General.
Thank you Swann.
Do it again.
And to the main dish - chablis.
Yes sir.
Want to see a SPECIFIC camp site, sir?
Let me assure you
that His Excellency is delighted with the work,
which you did everything.
And you know the warmth
with which he treats you PERSONALLY, General.
- But? “No, major, no buts.”
Understand, I'm not here to look for flaws.
You need to understand the importance of the project
for Britain and the whole Empire.
For the Cabinet of Ministers there is no priority above,
for atom is our future.
Her Majesty personally
constantly monitors the project.
She will be glad to know what is happening here.
Clear. That's damn good, huh, leo?
Yes, sir.
What a nice young lady, right?
And you, then, a professional diplomat, Mr. Moore?
Yes, sir.
Since you were sent HERE, you are clearly doing well.
Hopefully.
- Tell me, where did you study? - In the hard drive.
AND.
Good.
And then?
In Cambridge.
Say you were familiar with two
timid bastards burges and macklin?
No, I...
had no pleasure sir.
Or rather, discontent.
As for me - the gallows are too good for them.
Communist traitors.
Although you know, if you think about it...
It seems to me that Russia is WORSE worse than hell.
So let them rot in Moscow, with Khrushchev.
My wife loves everything related to spies.
It just reads out with gream green.
You know, I’ve heard
that Green, too, was a spy.
I heard that too, general.
Sir, Mr. Moore, I'm afraid I have things to do.
- Excuse me, sir? - Yes, of course, Leo.
Thank you sir, I will be back with a report later.
Mr. Moore.
Please tell me you found Carmen.
Found someone else.
Shit.
AGAIN one problem.
- Alive or dead? - Alive.
Man or woman?
Both.
I thought you released THREE of these at night, Dr. Ratchet.
At night - SIX actually.
And six more in the morning.
You need to find a trace.
If at all.
Did not find a trace?
This is probably good.
VERY good, Baxter.
This means that the flow is not shifted.
And that means radiation, too.
It looks like the ball is moving.
This is the work of NATURE, my boy, not bombs.
The point is the atomic weight of radium.
He is very heavy.
The cloud is RISING, the cloud is RUNNING.
But for MY purposes, of course, you need to track the WIND.
You confused me.
This is one of the best properties of science.
She excellently ends the conversation.
Prime Minister Menzies is going on a trip
in the United States and the United Kingdom,
during which will hold a series of meetings
with President Dwight Eisenhower
and British Prime Minister Anthony Eden.
Maraling nuclear bomb tests
put the first line in the daily routine of both meetings.
Australia deserved it.
Bring the buckets.
Do not forget to bring the buckets.
Hurry up. He took it, gave it away.
How this suit got me.
Fresh air is beautiful.
Dave, friend.
BREAKFAST did not go, huh?
Yes, Vic, I feel like shit.
OK OK.
“Go to the infirmary.” - Thanks, Vic.
It also freezes me, friend.
If you pretend properly -
You’ll be sent to Adelaide for a couple of weeks.
Yeah.
It would be nice.
Thank you friend.
- Hold on. - Yeah.
Doctor ratchet?
Yes?
Scientists want to talk to you.
Give me a couple of minutes.
Frets.
X-ray normal, leo, no fractures.
Although the blow was clearly a strong one. Let him rest.
Louis, are there... traces of... sexual abuse?
And you ask about it BECAUSE...
Because I thought
that you did a FULL inspection.
It depends on what you mean by the word "full", Leo.
I would be surprised if the attending physician
upon examination of the patient,
bruised head
and probably subdural hematoma,
rushed to inspect the vagina,
just to make sure the inspection was FULL.
I just clarified.
Well I have to say
it is very strange and
specific refinement.
I'll leave for a moment, gentlemen.
- Marilyn! - Yes?
Oh, yes, I’ll take care of it now.
Quickly at the third lookout of it.
Oh god Come on, let's go.
There you go.
- It is Russian. “I know.” SPEAK ON IT?
Quite a bit, picked up a war.
Did you UNDERSTAND what she said?
- Well, a little bit. - What exactly?
It seems the word "people."
We need Jones.
Check her baggage, Lewis. I'll call the baxter.
Does Jones speak Russian? Truth?
Do not leave her unattended.
Jones speaks Russian...
Great suitcases.
- Hi, Alice. - Hello, Leo.
I need to talk with baxter.
- How would I... - Just a moment.
- Baxter? It's you? - Yes, Leo.
Friend, send someone to find johnsey
and send him urgently to the hospital.
Count - done.
Say it takes time, let it take a book.
Thank.
CHECKERS, BOOKINGHEMSHIRE, UNITED KINGDOM.
You've been to Cairo, Rup?
And what do you say?
Between US Prime Minister?
Of course.
I would get the hell out of there.
Egypt, and the whole Middle East - they are ANCIENT.
Their problems have been accumulating for centuries.
I have always held positive views
yours and winston's
but God, Tony, you need at least twenty years,
to deal with at least one jerusalem!
Winston pulled you in
into a political and military nightmare.
And he did it consciously.
Churchill did not want my sun to rise, right?
I don’t know how to say it, but...
Do you have any weaknesses?
Excuse me, Prime Minister?
In what sense are weaknesses?
Your Mr. Moore.
I heard that he was very closely acquainted
with guy burges.
Did you know that?
Seriously, Tony...
In Whitehall, they are rattling their tongues, Rup.
I heard.
And what exactly are they trembling with?
That your staff chief is familiar with the KGB spy.
Enough?
That was at least two years before he came to me.
Anyway...
now the most vulnerable place of the Empire, except for the Suez,
this is maraling.
This is YOUR diocese, and it is NUCLEAR.
Languages SHOULD NOT scuff, Rup.
What are you offering?
You love him?
Yes.
I'm sorry, but if you insist on continuing this relationship,
you have to resign.
Don’t worry, I will do it as painlessly as possible.
I'll make you lord or something.
And on the other hand...
if we come to some AGREEMENT,
I can make you permanent minister of foreign affairs.
As you know, the Danes have to retire.
Listen to me, Rup.
We have been friends for 35 years.
I want to help you.
What do you mean by “agreement”?
- Eyor! - Sir?
How many shot, sick bastard?
Just one.
Hello, I would like to speak with Minister Lachlin.
This is Molly Lipton.
Yes. Yes.
Oh good.
Yes.
Yes. Adelaide is ninety two thirty nine.
Yes, I KNOW the minister.
Yesterday we were together in maraling.
Tell me - this is very urgent.
Hello?
Judging by the tags, all things from baggage
made in France and Italy.
Dear clothes, nothing from here or from Russia.
- And the paper? “I haven't found anything.”
And the suitcases themselves are English.
Hamstrow & Young. My relatives are crazy about them.
I think she is English, and rich.
But you do not rave in another language.
Who told you?
Besides, you AUSTRALIAN, leo,
English is not quite native to you.
She speaks Russian!
So what?
Why paranoia?
Just think, someone speaks Russian.
Do you even understand how hilarious this sounds?
Do you KNOW what it is?
I've never seen anything like it in my life.
I'm listening, boss.
Hilly and Murph TELL ABOUT GIRL?
- Yeah. - So, she speaks Russian.
For a moment I came to my senses.
Do you TRUE speak Russian, Johnsy?
- Yes. - Fluently?
- Pretty fluently, yes. - How? Where from?
Oh, since childhood
I love Russian writers very much.
I wanted to read them in the original, so I learned it.
What? Did you learn Russian yourself? Impossible.
Let's get back to business.
I have a talent for languages.
In addition, at twelve I took five or six lessons.
I had to find work to pay for them.
Enough! This is a moving story, but Johnsy,
now you will sit HERE.
Do not go out under any circumstances.
Korin will give you a ship.
Seriously?
Yes. If she wakes up again,
you have to write down every word.
In English or in Russian?
In Russian me
fucking good friend.
Okay, leo.
What, you suspect she is a spy?
Exactly my words.
I will not suspect ANYTHING until we know anything about her.
Maybe she’s just a woman who knows Russian?
Of course, perhaps corin,
South Australia is full of
well-dressed, rich,
especially near nuclear testing grounds.
I need to check the driver. You are walking?
She needs care.
I'll be there in five minutes.
Do not leave until you talk to me.
Yes OK.
And Johnsy, if she wakes up and you talk -
For God's sake, don’t tell anything,
especially about the camp.
You need to find out why she is here and what she knows,
only so, and not otherwise.
Do you SAY IN OTHER languages, jonesy?
French, German, Spanish, Turkish, a little Japanese -
you won’t learn it in a night.
Oh god Why didn’t you go into intelligence?
I asked.
But Australian intelligence doesn't trust those
who speaks Russian or German.
You know, in my free time I wrote a spy novel.
- Truth? - Great therapeutic effect.
And the story is not bad, do not take it as a boast.
This one is blind.
Lord
- Temporarily? - I do not know.
Most likely, the retina exfoliated.
The irony is that we have almost no eye protection.
Anyone can be blinded by a bomb flash.
So far, fortunately, purely theoretically.
You need to send him to specialists in Adelaide
as soon as possible.
Wait a minute. Hey! Need to talk.
- Now I can’t, Cor. - As much as you can.
Good.
Some problems...
What is it?
Found him this morning.
Next to the bag in which we store the tools,
which have been exposed to radiation.
And what is this tool?
This is NOT a tool, leo.
As far as I understand...
this is a female ring.
Then who wore it?
As far as I can tell
it was worn by a woman who died in a nuclear explosion.
It was brought in the morning.
And I thought it belonged to the girl you lost.
Did she wear a large silver ring?
Maybe.
This is a molten female ring, leo.
How did she end up there?
I dont know.
What was her name?
Carmen.
There is a high probability that she was abducted and raped.
like Alice.
- I dont know. - You know.
Was she raped? You should have checked.
There are only bones, Leo.
Nothing to check.
Who found her? Why haven’t I been informed?
The reason no one should know about it
that were nearby
two more corpses in exactly the same condition.
Lewis thinks they were black.
They were less than a mile from the scene of the explosion, Leo.
It's impossible. There are no blacks here.
For God's sake, Leo!
Stop talking nonsense!
If they are not here,
then why does the army pay daglish,
so that he would drive around and drive them away from the perimeter?
I saw what was left of them, leo.
Lord
You know that you need to be silent about this.
I know Leo.
“They will shoot you without trial.” “I know Leo.” I know damn it!
Can you see the bodies?
Skeletons! And no, you can’t.
They disappeared into the distance on army trucks.
Yes, even if they are in the hospital,
you know that I could not show them to you.
I would have been accurately shot.
Keep it.
I suspect you need it MORE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Something reminds.
Can it be a Carmen ring?
Her silver ring?
Yes, but...
how did it become SUCH?
Perhaps from a nuclear explosion.
- At night? - Do you think this is POSSIBLE?
May be.
Damn it.
Heck. Poor Carmen.
The little that was left of her was found nearby.
with the remains of two black guys.
That is, it was taken by BLACK?
I dont know.
But you could say that.
This will solve a bunch of our problems.
Especially with molly.
Leo, you have to say to Molly that Carmen is dead.
In the morning I fly to Adelaide.
I don’t want to hear that name anymore. Do you understand?
Yes, sir.
Charlie, please try again. I beg you.
I need to talk to him.
Charley? Charley!
It’s not in my power, general. I can’t hide it.
In addition, BOTH of our governments spoke in this regard.
very definitely.
Yes of course.
But, you see, my wife asked me the day before yesterday in a letter:
"How many natives have you seen, dear?"
"WHAT are they?"
My wife lives in dorset. And I obviously live HERE.
Or in Kent?
One out of two.
But she believes that I saw the aborigines,
while, and you absolutely correctly pointed out this,
Heads of our governments and other officials
consider that there are NO aborigines in this region.
Why would my wife be so deeply mistaken, Mr. Moore?
She is a smart woman.
You know, I was thinking
that I never went to check PERSONALLY.
Because they told me that nobody was there.
But, you know, sometimes I think:
"Damn, I had to check it myself."
It turns out differently, er... that this was my omission.
Well... Why don’t YOU GO OUT, sir?
Damn, really!
Take the driver leo. It will be fun.
But first... I feel sober like a nun.
Swanni, pour me more calvados, please.
This will spur my observation.
Does Major Carmichael need to be bothered, sir?
He is no doubt busy.
My dear friend,
every time I do something without notifying leo,
it turns into an incredible mess.
Sir, I made a very quick career in public service.
Honestly, I do not want to LOOK,
I want to SERVE.
I'm sure such busy people like you
or Major Carmichael,
an extra pair of hands will not hurt.
Yes, well... Valuable comment.
But still, Leo should know that I'm leaving.
Of course sir.
She's LOST, Phil! Our dear friend is gone!
And disappeared in YOUR CAMP!
And you WILL FIND her!
Molly, calm down and listen to me.
This is not MY camp. And I don’t understand who you are talking about.
Her name is Carmen!
Do you hear me?
Carmen! And she was at your camp! She was in maraling!
And if they don’t find her by tomorrow,
I swear I'll drown you ALL!
Oh god
I know what's going on there, Phil.
I know everything.
And I have negatives and a dozen copies
those photos with you and me, Phil!
I’ll drown you, and the whole government at the same time!
Phil!
Minister... Minister, wait a minute...
Phil! What a pleasant surprise.
Sorry, Dick, for the gross invasion.
Sir Frank, good to see you.
Phil, you are pale as a ghost.
It seems like it's urgent, I'll leave you.
No sir Frank, it's just, uh...
news from maraling.
Oh, we were just discussing maraling.
And what kind of news?
Oh, that... Uh... Good news.
The latest test results came.
Things are good.
But I decided that you want to know right away, Dick.
So is everything OK?
Oh, everything's fine, sir Frank.
We just wildly discussed recent
attacks by the opposition.
The prime minister is accused of excessive secrecy around the maralings.
Nonsense of course
but now it’s quite on time.
Opponent of the wild, our odious friend Ryan
enjoys the attention of a friendly press.
"odious"?
Sir Frank said the prime minister has an interesting thought.
Perfectly.
And despite the fact that everything is going perfectly,
prime minister worries that the public
not sufficiently interested in the project.
He thinks the project is somewhat distant and
technically difficult for the average person,
and asks if it’s possible to HUMANIZE everything.
To humanize?
Fewer photos of nuclear mushrooms,
and FACE instead
which will appeal to the public.
I told Sir Frank that I KNOW a person.
A handsome guy, a war hero. Just what you need, Phil.
The one whom the public will BELIEVE.
Who can inspire HOPE.
Let the train tells...
Confidence! Right! Yes!
I think that's a great idea, sir Frank.
Well, I will not distract you.
Is that ALL Phil?
Yes, yes, I just got a little excited.
I like to report good news.
Sorry for the attraction. Thanks, dick.
Sir Frank
See you in the morning at the meeting, Phil.
Of course.
See you.
Damn it!
Johnsy!
- You scared me. - What's wrong?
She escaped.
Who are you and what the hell are you doing here?
You are an Australian.
Yes.
And you are a military man.
Am I in maraling?
- Let me go, please! - No.
I'm British, damn!
Russian British or British Russian?
In any case, you’ll be locked up,
until we check the story.
WHAT story?
The one you are about to tell.
Get up
- Lord, Leo! - Get lost, johnsey!
I'll deal. WILL you talk?
I will, if I speak with WHO.
Leo! Hi Leo.
God...
- Sir. “I was looking for you.”
I was told that you are here.
You seem a little busy, leo.
This young lady came with us to check the test results, sir,
but the jeep rolled over and she hit her head.
- General Crankford. - Yes.
Eva Lloyd George.
Lloyd George? Wow.
My uncle is Guwim Lloyd George.
- Minister of Internal Affairs. - What?
- Gwilly? - Yes, Guillie.
I'm sure he sent a telegram with a message about my arrival.
Gwilly. Yes, of course, completely flew out of my head.
We met once or twice when I was little
at my grandfather’s house.
He was the British prime minister during the war, by the way.
ABOUT! Yes of course!
Go here.
Are you whole
I must say, the wound looks terrible.
I'm whole, thanks.
Oh, it's St. John...
St. John Moore, Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Miss Lloyd George, a great honor.
How are you, Mr. Moore?
I have to help Miss Lloyd George return to the ward.
- It's fast. - Of course of course.
But don't hold back, I need you, leo.
Because Saint John and I decided it was time
to visit the natives.
Excuse me sir?
Aborigines, Leo.
- There. - Now?
Yes, now, if you will.
I get it. Aborigines. There.
Uh... Sir, you know that there are NO aborigines in Maraling.
This is the official version. State policy.
I told him so.
My wife believes that state policy
this is a bunch of garbage.
I mean - it's reasonable, isn't it?
We saw them elsewhere around.
Some are required to be HERE.
We hire a GUY...
Scotsman to drive them away, right?
Sir, sir, let's discuss this tomorrow, okay?
It's night, and even if they are there,
we will never see them.
“But the moon is so bright.” “But it is true.”
So they decided.
I'll just change clothes, general.
No, she has a bed rest.
“This is a doctor’s order, sir.” “General, I'm fine.”
Fine. Then get ready. We go.
All tip-top.
And call me krenki.
Lloyd George...
She said that I was British.
Yes, but at that moment I didn’t know
HOW MUCH British.
- VERY British. - I am russian?
My mother was VERY Russian.
Well then, HALF British.
But this half is considered DOUBLE.
What are you doing, doctor? Why are you here?
“I'm a meteorologist.” - We already have a meteorologist.
Quentin, yes. He was my Cambridge teacher.
I have a research project.
This is an incredible opportunity.
record new data.
Tell me, MAYOR... will we see aborigines today?
No, no chance.
Oh, sorry.
I looked in the British Encyclopedia,
more pages are devoted to wombats than to natives.
Koalam too.
Is it a FIRE?
- What? Where? - Stop, please!
- Cranky. Cranky, wake up. - What?
Who is there? What's the matter?
Where the hell are we?
We were looking for Aboriginal people, remember?
Truth? And when did we leave?
There is a fire right next to us.
Who are you?
- Eva. - Who?
- Granddaughter of Gwilli. - AND! Granddaughter, for sure.
Say, is there a fire?
So you have to put it out.
I think Dr. Lloyd George meant
what's possible there is an Aboriginal camp.
- Truth? - Yes.
Well then tiptop!
To the fire, and faster!
Of course sir.
- Who are you? - What you need? What do you want from us?
Wow...
My name is General Lord Harrington Crankford.
No doubt you've heard of me.
I am very glad to see you.
Uh... you can call me krenki.
So. Tell us about yourself.
Leo, do they SPEAK English?
No sir.
Could warn.
“I look like a fool.” - Sorry, sir.
- Parle vou francaise? “And they don't speak French.”
Damn, neither English nor French?
I'm sure they are not evil, sir.
Maybe give them a GIFT?
Present? We have no gifts.
Allow me.
This is Furlong & Enmore.
- Smooth and soft. - Perfectly. Let's try.
Present?
I beg.
Furlong & Enmore, Seville Row.
Sir, perhaps we should leave.
So fast?
Yes, I understand.
Well, I was very glad to meet you.
We'll stop by AGAIN, don't mind?
My wife will be ecstatic.
Perfectly.
Listen to us. This is OUR land. My grandfather... and grandmother. We KEEP IT.
My nephews are gone. We cannot find them. Are you doing big clouds?
Do you KNOW where my nephews are? I miss.
It was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.
Truth. Just devastating.
I have to admit, you are doing something very well.
What?
- Who's there? “St. John Moore, sir.”
Come in.
Sir.
“I'm sorry to bother you, sir.” - What's the matter?
I'm extremely embarrassed, sir.
But I think that...
I can MISTAKE, but I think that
you must know something.
What?
Major Carmichael allowed himself
very derogatory remarks
regarding today's meeting with blacks, sir.
And regarding YOU.
Leo?
This is very difficult to believe.
This is not my business, sir...
Leo?
But I decided you should know, sir.
This is a very, very important enterprise,
and you as commander
must know who to trust.
I greatly admire you, sir.
Boer, Kenya, France, India.
You deserve respect, sir.
Thank you, Mr. Moore.
That's all.
Thank you sir.
Wait a minute.
- Hello. - Good morning.
My name is Vicker. How are you?
Uh... Okay, thanks.
How can I help you, Mr. Vicker?
May I come in?
No, until you say how I can help you.
Oh yes of course sorry
what rudeness on my part, sorry.
I am from the Australian Security and Intelligence Service.
And eS Be er.
May I come in?
Very... cute house.
So how can I help you, Mr. Vicker?
Two days ago you visited
top secret military facility in maraling.
Presumably with professional interest.
In your statement, you made a mistake at least six times.
I came to ask a couple of questions.
But more importantly, I came to HELP you, Molly.
Listen, friend, you have chosen the wrong girl.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Understand.
Now listen to me, petty whore.
We KNOW what you got into.
We are recording a Lachlan phone.
Phones of ALL ministers.
It's easier for me to just bang you, understand?
But my boss... Well, my boss, he is a gentle person.
And he said to me: "She's just a working girl."
"By voice - smart."
"Go see her, vicker,"
"and say to keep your mouth shut"
"and about lahlan and about maraling"
"and NEVER popped in there again,"
"otherwise she will have a very quick and final end."
"And not only"
"herself, but her friends too."
Do you understand the words of my boss, molly?
Yes. Yes.
Good.
Hello.
I'm leaving. Bye.
Where are you going, eh?
Leo? Leo!
Leo! Leave me alone!
Shit!
Are you whole
Who is it?
He said from A eS Be er.
“What have you done?” - Nothing.
You have a dead agent A eS Be er on your floor.
The games are over.
I called Lachlan.
Lord Why did you do that?
I was angry
and said that I would drown maraling,
if he doesn’t find Karm today.
I did not think that he would send IT.
Most likely, he didn’t send it.
Surely his phone was tapped.
He said so.
That's exactly what he said that they have notes.
Mall, we cannot defeat them.
I'm calling the cops.
No, because if you call,
by sunset they will find you dead in the cell.
These are very serious people.
So. Here is what we will do. Now we are cleaning here,
I call Lenny, he knows someone who can help with the body.
Yes. Lenny.
Do not call anyone from your home, only from a payphone.
You and the girls must disappear today.
Anywhere away, Lenny will help with this too.
You should leave the region in an hour.
Leo, I won’t leave without Karm. I should know that she is whole.
What?
DO YOU LEARN THIS?
No. Should I?
This is a large silver ring.
This is NOT a Carmen ring.
Sorry, They say, but the news is BAD.
We think someone abducted her
when she went to the latrine.
She was taken away for several miles. Most likely raped.
And then they left in the desert to die
but she was able to get to the camp.
But at that moment the trials began, and she was too close.
Listen, now you can't get wet.
Sorry.
I'm sorry, but now we need to tidy up,
pack your things and get out of here.
Now there is no time for tears.
I want to help you.
Do you get it? I have some money.
But Molly, now you have to be strong, understand?
Believe me. I am just that.
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